So i met this person not too long ago.
I thought he'd be different than most,
But i was fooled yet once again.
However, things were different
It wasn't love
It was lust
I knew i couldn't love him because of the way he was,
But then i started fallin.
And I'm afraid of heights
But the last person i had, he caught me.
And he held me till i could breathe again.
But then, once i was breathing, he released, he let go.
And once he saw that i was okay, he decided to break me. THen i couldn't breathe and i was drowning in my own air.
But this person, he didn't catch me like i thought, he picked me up when i hit the floor,
I thought he'd hold me high above his head so i could breathe the air i needed,
So i could be okay again.
But instead, he threw me down harder,
He pushed me down till there was nothing left of me.
he tore me to pieces
And now he wants to say he's sorry,
But i don't hold grudges anymore,
I promised myself that a long time ago,
So i forgave him but i will never forget.
It will always be in the back of my head,
The things he took from me, that i will
never get back.

Theres a nice saying, "pain demands to be felt"
But what is pain?
is it when your heart gets shattered into pieces of broken glass?
or is it when someone you love leaves you?
I think that theres many ways to feel pain.
but god, oh god, how are we supposed to deal with this pain?
it eats us from the inside out till were nothing but bones in a coffin.
it tears us apart piece by piece.
it chokes us till we cant stand up straight, till we cant breathe.
it drowns us with sorrow till we're blue.
it brings us to the floor begging on our hands and knees to make it stop.
However, that the thing about pain, it demands to be felt, because if you're not experiencing pain, then what are you experiencing?
Nothing.
pain will change you into a person you never thought you could be,
it will transform you to this sad dark person,
who plods there feet everywhere they walk,
who bows there head in a crowd of smiling faces,
and this pain you're feeling,
this pain you're experiencing,
it will destroy you.

You might have fancy cars,
diamond watches,
designer clothes,
and money.
But just think about this for a second,
our coffin will be the same size,
our dead bodies will rot in the same way,
and our bones are the same bones.
So why shame me for who i am? for what i have.
Because on the inside, we're all the same.